OceanWhen Bill woke up that morning, he was strangely calm. No worries, no fears, nothing came to disturb him from this feeling of perfect bliss. He kept his eyelids shut for some perfect silent minutes, listening to the faint sound of the waves outside. They might have left a window open the night before, for he could hear it rather clearly. He was smiling peacefully. It was their first morning here, at their little Cottage by the sea
He slowly opened his eyes, turning to the beautiful figure that lay beside him. His wife Just this thought made him feel an odd sensation in his stomach. She was his wife now. Her, Mrs. Fleur Weasley Her, so perfectly pretty, his wife, to him, poor and disfigured. He still couldn't believe his luck, as he kept on watching her sleep. Not that she had had a crush on him in the first place, he was self-assured enough to believe in the charm he had, back then. No, his real luck was that she was still with him, that she married him even with ever
Cause of Heartbreak"Hey Vic!"Cause of Heartbreak3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I whipped around in time to see Teddy Lupin racing down the hallway, his bright blue hair bouncing up and down as maneuvered his way through a gaggle of Gryffindors. After bursting through the crowd he skidded to a stop in front of me with his usual goofy smile plastered onto his face.
"Yes?" I laughed as Teddy held onto me, his chest heaving.
"Sorry," he said taking a deep breath, "I needed to ask you something and I've been looking for you all day. When I got out of Arithmancy I noticed you down the hallway so I had to come running."
I shook my head and brushed my blonde hair back to loop behind my ear. "You do know we have lunch next. You didn't need to race down the hall like a madman. Could have just talked to me at the table."
He ran a hand through his hair and huffed. "You see, this is why you're in Ravenclaw. You're the smart one in this relationship."
"Yeah, right," I nodded weakly. You see, our relationship was no more than a close friendship. We've know each other
Hermione's AdviceGinny Potter sat on her bed, leafing through a muggle romance novel Hermione had lent her. Harry was out late as work, as he sometimes was, and this proved for a very lonely night. Albus and Lily were in bed, and James was reading a quidditch magazine on his bed. James was just as mad for quidditch as his father and grandfather before him, they'd known that for a long time.Hermione's Advice3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Suddenly, the tiny sound of feet padding along the wooden floors awakened Ginny from her thoughts. After a moment of silence, eight year old Lily's face poked through the door.
Lily was practically identical to her grandmother Lily Potter, in both looks and spirit. Flowing dark red hair, skin the color of milk, a tiny splash of freckles across her nose. In fact, if not for her chocolate brown eyes that resembled her mother's so closely, she would have been a clone of a younger Lily Potter.
"Mummy, I can't sleep," Lily said, rubbing her eyes. "I've tried counting Hippogriffs, Skrewts and Gargoyl
Harry and Ginny's wedding 'Come on, I know you're nervous, Harry. Even the Boy Who Lived isn't that brave.' Ron made a face, which Harry studiously ignored.Harry and Ginny's wedding3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
'Well, you can talk, most certainly. How's your little mission coming along?' he asked, as Ron's ears went red. It was common knowledge that Ron wanted to propose to Hermione, but hadn't worked up the courage. Harry grinned. Ron rolled his eyes, then grinned back. Truth be told, Harry wasn't that nervous. He was excited, and defiantly a bit tense, but what else did you expect on your wedding day?
There was a knock on the door, and Molly entered, armed with a comb and a jar of water.
'Are you two almost ready? I thought I'd help you with your hair, Harry, as you seem incapable of neatening it yourself.'
Harry protested, then gave in and sat as still as he could while she attacked his hair. Ron watched in high amusement. After a few minutes, he shook his head and made for
Hogwarts: Next Generation 1Chapter One:Hogwarts: Next Generation 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Bye Mum! Bye Dad! Bye Hugo! Bye Lilly!" Rose Weasley hung out of the train's window, waving good bye to her parents, younger brother, and cousin, whom she would not see again until Christmas. It was the first time the eleven-year-old child had spent more than one night away from her home.
"Oh-my-GOODNESS! Rosie! Look!" her other cousin and fellow first year, Albus Severus Potter grabbed her by the sleeve of her brand new school robes and began to hop up and down, "Look at that!" he was pointed to a much older student who was walking toward them in an effort to make his way to the snack cart. Upon his left shoulder- which was robed in the green of Slytherin- sat a shiny, emerald green, miniature dragon. The elder pupil smiled and winked at Albus as he passed.
"Do you think my dad would let me get a little dragon, Rose?" He laughed, "I can only imagine!"
"C'mon, Al!" Rose said, slightly embarrassed by her cousin's childish display, "We should find somewhere to sit before we
First Year: The SortingAs the train came to a halt at Hogsmeade Station, Rose Weasley brushed the last few crumbs from her grey skirt and pulled her coal-black robe more closely around her. Scorpius stood up too, and Rose frowned as she saw he was taller than her. She was taller than all the boys her age, and she didn't like change that much.First Year: The Sorting4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She hustled Spider back in his cage, much to his protest, and shuffled out into the busy corridor. Scorpius followed and tightened his cloak as the cold air bit into his skin. They both hobbled out into the station, and Rose watched in slight disgust as she saw all the different people walk past. There were Gryffindor boys with their red-and-gold ties around their heads running around, there were Slytherin girls tying their ties into bows around their necks and adjusting their jumpers so they looked good. There were also the quieter people, like the Hufflepuff's who jovially walked by talking animatedly to their colleagues. Ravenclaw residents were also quieter but- fra
WRHaF 1Without Red Hair and Freckles, Chapter 1, Dinner NightmaresWRHaF 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Today, Als socks smelled worse than anything ever imaginable. I would have to guess that he hadnt changed or washed those socks in about three weeks by the odor sneaking out of his shoes. The smell was horrific; it was hard to sit next to him at the table. Dinner at my house was always not my favorite time, it made me actually discuss my personal life with my family, and the fact that James was four years older than me complicated things a lot. Hogwarts letters would be coming soon, and this year, I would finally get mine.
My mother would ask me if I was excited to go to Hogwarts, but I wasnt really, it was just a school, wasnt it? Hogwarts is just another place that I will feel like I dont fit in, because I dont fit in.
To both of my parents surprise, I was born with my dads black hair and my mothers eyes. Ever since I was able to choose the way I wanted my hair, I had it
First Year: Classes and ChristmasRose was bored. It was her third week at Hogwarts, and she had already mastered what petty spells her teachers made her learn. They were in Charms class now, writing down the correct way to perform a fanning charm. Rose had already attempted this particular spell, and was quite pleased when the curtains in the Gryffindor Common room had rustled.First Year: Classes and Christmas3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Why do the make us do this?" Verity asked from beside her. Verity, like Rose, was mastering her classes with ease. They both dragged their hands across the page sadly and only stopped complaining when the Hufflepuff sitting behind them told them to shut up because, apparently, it wasn't as easy for the rest of the class. Verity huffed and glared over her new red and gold scarf at the Hufflepuff, but sighed in defeat.
When Rose had finished copying it down, she started fiddling with her tie. It was red and gold, like a lot of her presents that her parents had sent over, and was already fraying at the bottom because she played with it so
44. Sparkle"Will you marry me--"44. Sparkle3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Angelina couldn't take her eyes off of the ring in his hand. It was a simple affair, nothing extravagant by any means, but that was entirely unsurprising; she'd seen it before, after all, when she went along to help Percy find Aubrey a ring. The only surprise of the whole thing was that George was the one kneeling in front of the Burrow's couch, holding the open box in hand. Belatedly, she realized that it had all been a ploy, that Percy would hardly trust her opinion on a ring more than anyone else in the family.
So there she was, gaping down at the diamond ring in surprise while time somehow stood still. It twinkled a lot. Not just the diamonds, though all three of them certainly shone and glittered almost outrageously, but the silver band itself seemed to shimmer. It hadn't done that at the shop, she was sure. It must have been an addition of George's.
First Year: The First MeetingRose Weasley gave a final wave to her parents and set off down the rattling corridor of the Hogwarts Express. Her trunk, filled with all her new school books, was heavy, and coupled with her yowling cat, christened Spider by her younger brother Hugo, having a hissing fit in his cage, she was having a bit of trouble. Pushing her flaming red curls out of her eyes she spoke to the boy in front of her. "Hey James, could you-"First Year: The First Meeting5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sorry Rose, gotta go! C'mon Albus!" and James Potter raced away down the train, his little brother Albus huffing and puffing in tow, as he too dragged a new trunk. Rose scowled after them. "Boys." She growled. She struggled with her trunk down the train corridor, but everywhere was already full. Finally, just when Spider was reaching a crescendo, she spotted a remarkably empty compartment. Rose whooped under her breathe and struggled towards it. Once inside she shut the door and heaved her trunk in after her, and, after a struggle, hauled her trunk into the ha
Harry Potter Next Gen James, hurry up! Ginny yelled to her slothful son as he tumbled out of the car.Harry Potter Next Gen6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Mum, Im coming! He groaned as he kicked his lengthy legs forward and began to run to his family.
The gentle breeze blew through James Sirius Potters black, messy hair. His turquoise eyes were half shut, and pleading for sleep. The wind blew harder, rustling the clothes that draped his lanky figure, as the sun paved the way down the sidewalk.
Dad! Its not fair, I want to go to Hogwarts today! Lily Luna Potter sniffed, as she brushed her wind-blown, scarlet red hair from her gloomy face.
Lily, my dear, I would love to send you with your two older brothers to school, Harry Potter began say to his brooding daughter. But, Im afraid you have one more year to w
ScoRose 1: RedRED.ScoRose 1: Red3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Red was always the first color he saw when they were together. He absolutely hated how everyone thought they were the cutest couple. They made him want to blow chunks.
It was always, Oh look at Rose Weasley and that Wood boy! or Did you see Rose and Marshall getting on in the Great Hall?
No, he didn't, and he didn't want to hear about it. About how the brunette and the Weasley girl with the red curls were sucking each other's faces off. It sickened him.
So he decided he would have to stop it.
And that itself had a lot to do with the color red. The red that was gushing out of Marshall's nose after Scorpius "overheard" him talking about how great Rose's tongue was. Sick.
Speaking of the redhead, here she was. She was sporting the normal Hogwarts uniform. Her skirt seemed a little shorter than earlier then again, earlier she was in the arms of Marshall Wood.
"Oh Merlin! Scor what the hell did you do to him!?" She demanded, slapping him in the arm.
"I was teaching